WELCOME TO COUNT KARENIN’S BALL!

Why is all this done? She must be borne to her grave, and there will be nothing left of her. And it will be the same with me. Why?

Compañía Kaari & Roni Martin is pleased to invite You to share a meal at Count Karenin’s festive table! A doomsday orchestra plays the last waltz under the gleam of crystal chandeliers. Ice sculptures melt away on trays. A bear dances. Love will not be our saving grace.